Original title: Maple leaves are red
sunny weather
The sun is hot in late autumn and when I look up, I find that the red leaves in the mountains are dancing, deep red and shallow, bright yellow and dark, and the colors are strong and gorgeous, giving people a strong visual impact. The usual busy mind immediately calmed down and all clues became random. And the enthusiasm and desire aroused in the heart, the call of the past seems to be close, concrete and within reach. Even the wild chestnut woods in the mountains are tinged with red, the beautiful red maples stand silently among the green pines, the branches and leaves of the sumac in the corner of the small courtyard stretch and the atmosphere is pleasant. Is it this mixed touch of red? This deep and superficial story is silent but it touches my heart.
I don’t want to get close to it. Although I have planned thousands of times in my heart, when I will have a great grooming, light galloping horses, straight lashes and spirited. However, this is a kind of beauty, the realm lies in the distance, the appreciation of distance is not a gain or a loss, but understanding from a distance. Also, the cold winter air is approaching night after night and the beauty of the red leaves will not be maintained and the artistic conception will not have a blunt touch. Withered and yellow leaves, as soon as you stretch out your hand, you can hear a stiff, crackling metallic sound and your tender heart will feel a dull ache the moment you touch it. Touching the soft with the soft can be a beautiful encounter, but what about the inside and the outside touching the hard with the soft? Will the injured be soft? That being the case, why not leave some beauty for yourself, turn the scent of the past into wine, drink it slowly under the bright moon and breeze, and let time fill your heart.
Most of us know how to take care of ourselves, love our eyes, watch the red leaves of Jingshuang win the fire and are drawn to its passion. We choose happiness wisely, we choose the sun, even if the wind and rain come, we will sing that the rain will flow over the mountains and the mountains will be greener, and the flowers will be silent and affectionate. Our souls and emotions take care of each other, you know it, I know it, you and I love it.
Life runs ahead, the hope of spring, the luxuriance of summer, we all think with a pious wish that the days are still long. Therefore, we always say not to be in a hurry, to walk slowly, to look slowly, to love slowly and to be flirtatious, angry and upset. Stubbornness and petty temperament are needed as children, because we like the simplicity and ignorance of green. The enthusiasm and impulsiveness of boys and girls are also needed, because romantic yellow and orange give us vitality and anger. But now, the quiet beauty before the gloomy autumn wind and the deep, restrained warmth of winter have deeply drawn us. Chaotic life, let our soul seek enlightenment.
When one day you can appreciate the beauty of red leaves, you can’t help but say that you have grown. When I was young, someone taught me the beauty of red leaves on all mountains and someone talked about the beauty of a red maple. Even though there was, at that moment, it was my mother and grandmother sighing and sighing at the great maple that was tinged with blood red in the setting sun in front of the house at sunset, which made me lift my head. But thinking of growing up fast, will the little man pay attention to that flame-like color? Can you understand that spot that glows in the dark? When I was a little older, returning from a high school vacation to a faraway place, I happened to see a fire-red maple in a mountain pass in late autumn, hunting and burning in the wind. I was hoping that Meng Haoran would go to Dongting to go far and near, and the maple leaves soon got scared. “Autumn” and so on, express a little gloomy feeling. Later I started to work and appreciate what life is, only then did I understand that the seasons must be seen step by step and life must be experienced step by step. The red leaves are amazed again and again at Zhaohua, which quickly disappeared, luring you to feel the emotions of the landscape again and again.
Life is a process of continuous flowering. Who you meet at the most beautiful moment, who awaits you in the heart of the season, waits quietly at the intersection you pass, awaits you until the end, gradually approaching, faded and green, slender …. .. Suddenly looking up, we are all in the stains of the years, a path of red, some bamboo and green, the small courtyard is quiet, waiting for your green hand to gently knock on the door.
Years have passed, but the imprint of life is still there.
In the wind in the wilderness, the red leaves of the trees do not move, as if those silent and beautiful signs do not move, they show passion and depict the landscape, whether you approach or appreciate it from afar, it is the warmth of the world., He adds. warmly brightness to my heart.
The journey of a lifetime, either the waves are slightly turbulent, or the beach has a lot of waves, sometimes the water is clear and sometimes the water is soft, that kind of feeling, let’s call it happiness for now.